Lord of War

Garrard, one of the six major factions in the floating chamber, is the spiritual symbol and leader of the Dark Blood faction.

His appearance made the formerly weak Dark Blood faction the most powerful faction in the Floating Chamber, and even created the most glorious and glorious three hundred years of the Dark Blood faction, and once made the Floating Conference Hall the voice of the Dark Blood faction. It's just that all of this became a story that only belonged to legends after Locke's disappearance. For this reason, Garrard had to change some of the dark blood faction's behavioral policies—even though this move caused the dark blood to lose a large number of personnel, But it also preserved the core strength of the Dark Blood faction.

It's not hard to imagine, if Garrard died in this rebellion, what kind of loss would be brought to the Dark Blood faction, and even the entire floating meeting hall and floating island.

The most direct and effective means of change is often to start from the highest level of hunting.

The long sword in Locke's hand stabbed towards Garrard's heart without the slightest hesitation.

Astral Assassin is an extremely efficient special assassin class. They have the strongest instant personal assassination ability—although Sean doesn’t know the reason, and those players who have successfully transferred to Astral Assassin can’t tell the specifics. But in the scope of common understanding, it is probably equivalent to forcing the target to appear around the target that was selected when it was invisible, and giving a certain damage bonus with the help of the system.

In the face of Locke's almost fatal blow, Garrard did not panic.

He also waved his hand without hesitation, and directly held Locke's long sword, ignoring that the sharp blade itself was a kind of injury.

Seeing that Garrard held his weapon directly without taking any protective measures, Locke's expression did not change at all, but he gritted his teeth and held his left hand on the hilt of the sword, completely exhausting all the strength in his body. Infused into both hands, pushing the long sword violently.

He didn't want to let go of such a perfect opportunity to attack!

"You really have changed." The long sword pushed forward with difficulty by a millimeter, as if some very special force was locked on the sword at this time, preventing Locke from advancing, "Blinded by the fire of revenge You not only forgot my domain ability, but even the most basic ability to use... Even if this belongs to the category of legendary ability, we who have fallen from the legendary realm should not forget it, even if... …can no longer fully utilize this ability 100 percent.”

"Ah!" Locke ignored Garrard's preaching and was still working hard.

Garrard slowly closed his eyes. Although he didn't let go of Locke's attack, he also didn't attack Locke. There was a look of pain on his face, and from his tightly closed eyes, he could still clearly see the movement of the eyeballs and the frowning of his brows. It was not difficult to guess Garald's mood at this time. But even so, Garrard still didn't swing the butcher knife at Locke.

"ah--!"

In front of the commander's building, which has been dilapidated like ruins, only Locke's roar mixed with unwillingness and anger still resounded.

"Tell me the reason!" Garald, who suddenly opened his eyes, not only let out a roar, but also waved his right hand - the long sword that was also tightly held in his hand finally swung towards Locke.

There is blood, floating out from mid-air.

Garrard's long sword swung across Locke's chest, not only tore Locke's corset, but the sharp blade also swept across his chest.

but!

Unlike what Garrard had imagined, the blood that spilled out was not bright red.

It was dark red, with a strong rancid smell, as if the coagulated blood clot soaked in some special liquid finally melted back into plasma. And Locke's chest, which was exposed due to the torn corset, was not a healthy flesh color, but a kind of gray-black, which not only emitted a strong stench, but also had dark purple spots on it.

When the dark red blood splashed on Garrard's body, a sizzling sound like corrosion and white smoke came out immediately.

The light armor on Garrard's body was actually melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like hot water dripping on butter. What's more frightening is that this kind of ablation is not only aimed at metal, when Garald's shoulder armor and breastplate with strong corrosive blood are corroded and hollowed out, the dripping on the other The corrosive blood on the body actually began to further corrode Garrard's body.

Soon, a large amount of blood began to flow from Garrard's body.

But Garrard seemed to have never heard of it, just staring at Locke's body, not paying attention to his body that could be called seriously injured.

"Reason?" Looking at Garald like this, Locke smiled nervously, "Ah, as you can see, my teacher... this is the reason, the reason for my revenge, I want to destroy everything The reason. The reason why I... want to kill you!"

"Corpse recovery..." Garald murmured in disbelief, "This evil forbidden technique... Who is it! Who used this evil forbidden technique on you!"

"Does it matter?" Locke tilted his head, then his left hand loosened, and his right hand stopped exerting force, "As I said, everything doesn't matter anymore. What's more, even if I tell you who resurrected me , so what? Can you still attack that supreme being?... From the moment I was resurrected by him, I stayed in that dim place for more than a hundred years... just to enjoy this The thrill of the moment of revenge!"

"Supreme...could it be..." Garald's face changed slightly, "Master Guardian?"

"So... my teacher, can you take action against the guardian?"

"We can tell Master Asari!" Garrard said in a deep voice, "Master Asari is also a guardian! He must..."

"Yeah... and Master Asari... the just Guardian Lord..." Locke murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, that's right..." Garrard agreed.

But at this moment, Locke suddenly exerted force, holding the long sword in his right hand and stabbing towards Garrard again!

At this time, Garrard, because he had let down his vigilance, had no power to stop him at all. What's more, he never expected that Locke would attack him in this state, so that when the sword came towards him, not only could he not stop it, but he couldn't even avoid it. He tried his best to sideways slightly, trying to avoid the attack of this sword as much as possible.

Seeing that his attack failed again, he didn't pierce Garrard's heart, but just brushed it close to the atrium. Locke's face showed a ferocious face, and he suddenly tried to let the long sword cut across, smashing Garrard's heart in one fell swoop. broken.

But this time, Garrard was already prepared, and naturally it was impossible for Locke to succeed. He stretched out his hand to hold Locke's long sword tightly again, and let the blade cut his palm, and the blood dripped to the ground, but he still didn't swing the sword at Locke, just kicked hard. He kicked Locke hard and sent him flying. But at this moment, Garrard didn't dare to pull out the long sword that had pierced into his chest, because the sword had already penetrated his body. If he pulled out the sword without treatment, it would only make his injury worse.

Locke slowly stood up from the ground, and then wiped the corner of his mouth, with a strange expression on his face that he didn't know how to express.

"My teacher, you taught me not to be naive back then, but look at yourself..." The corner of Locke's mouth curled up in an astonishing arc. At this moment, Garrard truly believed that this person who had made him so proud Student, it is really dead, "...you actually believe what I just said? Ah ha ha, even if I don't believe it myself, you would believe it? Ha ha..."

Locke laughed exaggeratedly, he clutched his stomach, and then kept twitching, letting out bursts of horrible laughter: "I have told you that you are no longer my belief, but you... ahaha ...You actually believed my words to be true, hahahaha... how naive..."

"How could you become so pathetic!" Garald roared and stood up, and the next moment he rushed directly in front of Locke, and the long sword in his hand slammed towards Locke's head.

The whistling sound made by the sword's edge waving in the air was extraordinarily piercing, really like thunder.

It was hard to imagine that with Garrard's current strength, he still had the power to launch such a destructive attack.

However, in the face of such a threatening attack, Locke did not have the slightest fear. He dodged Garrard's attack in a split second, and even had the ability to reach out his right hand to hold the handle that penetrated Garrard. The hilt of Ladd's longsword. However, when he tried to pull out the sword, he realized that this time, Garrard hadn't let up. His left hand was always firmly holding the small half of the sword that was exposed on his chest. Let Locke pull the slightest bit, and when he attacked the swinging right hand, his wrist changed immediately, the long sword changed from a sweep to a vertical slash, and he slashed towards Locke again.

In desperation, Locke could only let go and retreat to avoid Garrard's attack.

But this time, he dodged in a bit of a panic.

The blade touched the ground.

The ground, however, was like a fragile ice crystal being dropped by a giant hammer, and the collapse and cracking spread rapidly.

However, such a violent attack seemed to overwhelm Garrard, and his right leg staggered slightly.

"Why, are you old?" Locke looked at the flaws revealed by Garrard, and said with a smile, "My teacher, don't worry, even if you die, you can join us soon, because... "Lock's words were just halfway through when he suddenly froze, and his eyes immediately collapsed and became dull. Seeing this scene, Garrard's eyes flashed with shock, but very quickly Soon to be replaced by disillusionment and heartache.

"Teacher..." The sluggish and disintegrated look in Locke's eyes quickly regrouped, but it was not the neurotic madness before, but a kind of peace and clarity, "Teacher... I'm sorry..."

"Mind control!?" Garrard hurriedly walked to Locke's side, and helped Locke who collapsed on the ground, "This is... what's going on?"

"I...don't know." Locke said with some difficulty, "Teacher...please...kill me! I can...see my behavior, but I can't control...teacher...I beg You, kill me!"

"Lock, don't worry, there must be a way..."

"No, it's useless." Locke suddenly convulsed violently, and when he finally calmed down, his original face, which was no different from a normal person, also began to turn gray, as if death had begun to spread in his body , "I...was resurrected by Lord Babylon, he magnified the darkness in my heart, so...I became his weapon...I just felt the fall of Lord Babylon, so my negative mind control will Being relieved... I can't live anymore..."

"No! Definitely..."

Before Garald finished speaking, Locke's left hand had gradually turned into gray powder.

"Teacher... please, kill me!" Locke glanced at his left hand and began to speak faster, "I don't have much time left. But... I hope that I can still die like a human in the end, and Not... annihilated like a monster."

"No……"

"Teacher!" Locke's left hand has been completely turned into powder, and even his legs have begun to turn into powder little by little, and the clothes on his body, as if affected by the acceleration of the time factor, have begun to become worn out , seems to be turning into powder together with his body, "Please... teacher!"

"Lock..." Garrard stood up tremblingly, and pointed the tip of the long sword at Locke's heart.

Looking at Garrard's appearance, Locke lay quietly on the ground, with the gentle and gentle smile of the past on his face: "I'm sorry, teacher. I couldn't hold back my breath that day and didn't listen to your words to stay At home...I'm sorry, teacher, I still have to worry about you....I'm sorry..."

"Ah!" Garrard let out a particularly horrified roar, like a wounded beast, tears flowed from his eyes, and then began to drip down the cold mask and cheeks.

"But... thank you, teacher." Locke smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I have been thankful for your care all this time, I am really... very happy. The sword that stabbed you was not my intention, but I I can't help myself, I'm sorry, teacher. I made you worry in the end. But... really, thank you, teacher."

The long sword pierced Locke's heart.

Accompanied by the piercing of the long sword, Locke's last trace of perception and consciousness was taken away.

At the same time, it also completely cut off his last remaining connection with the caster.

In the ear, there was a very slight sound.

Even if he didn't look at it, Garald knew that when his sword pierced Locke's heart and completely terminated his consciousness, his body also turned into powder at this moment.

Mu Niuliu Mao: The cough is so painful, this chapter is yesterday. The day before yesterday... no update, sorry.